Everyone here has seen the future of the bereaved after hearing about Blantua's story, but behind this appearance there seems to be a deeper meaning, and an extension of another history.

729 Witch Sacrifice, two outsiders broke into the ancient land to suck the gods, and the witches guarding this place went out to capture the two thieves, but they lost ten lives on the way.

This incident opened the door to the forbidden fruit for the bereaved people, and after the baptism of the years, the witch hall has forgotten the anomalies of these two people, and only the incredible strength remains.

At that time, the witches had not really tasted this forbidden fruit, but they were bred by the half-concealed truth and bred endless desires.

Until the 1045 Witch Festival, the long-drought witch hall finally ushered in the sweet rain of Duqian, not to mention the ugly food, but also the intake of nutrients without a bottom line, as everyone knows, all this is what Duqian wants to see.

According to this development of events, Du Qian will encroach on the Witch Temple little by little, and finally control the power center of the Forgotten Land without a single soldier, and his most important thug Eagle Lu will break out, leaving the essence to remove the dross for a big baptism, and the remaining "essence" will naturally become cannon fodder, "willingly" working for Du Qian.

History is rewritten!

A self-proclaimed Wuwu man appeared in the witch market of Sumivanu, and was noticed by the Instant Ban Dawu because of the high-tech products such as carrying the puppet, and not only intersected with the Jiban Dawu, but also came into contact with the political core - the Witch Palace, and then curbed this forbidden fruit that had not yet grown.

Duqian Dog jumped over the wall to launch a rebellion, although it ended in failure, but because of his unique "talent" to save his life, which perfectly interprets the meaning of the phrase "stay in the green mountains and am not afraid of no firewood".

For Du Qian, it was not easy to get to this point, not only lost the puppet of Chab, but also lost the powerful arm of Arsen, but still pushed the whole situation to the result he wanted.

However, there are endless troubles in the future, because he has not yet solved the "steel plate" that hinders his progress.

In the 1047 witch festival, the great elder Dasu in Yan Shuangjiu's mouth came to the Forgotten Land with the "steel plates" chosen by the prophecy, and was very irresponsible and left to fend for himself.

Circumstances dictate.

In order to take root and sprout, the young "steel plates" not only struggled to adapt to the living environment in their respective territories, but also thrived, and intentionally or unintentionally destroyed the unique abacus.

The big "steel plates" that have grown up look at each other, and the development of the situation to this point really has to make people think.

Although everyone has a natural potential after birth, it is more shaped by the environment in which they live, and the degeneration can be said to be multifaceted and endless, and it is clear that prophecy has been able to speak pervasively.

But a paradox arises!

The omnipotent prophecy actually allowed Duqian and Arsen to lurk in the Forgotten Land for more than three hundred years, assuming that the Great Elder Dasu was still a child or had not yet been born at that time, but the time after that was more than enough, why did he have to wait until the 1047 witch festival and bring a few young cubs?

The bands of several parties produced the same frequency at this moment, and each revealed their self-known or informed age by others, and obtained a less certain answer.

1047 Witch Sacrifice, Yin Feng is six years old, Blind Wind and Nuo Yi are four years old, Lan Ge is three years old, and Gong Hui is two years old......

"From Brantua to the Forgotten Lands with 1 witch sacrifice. Tang Ba tilted his head to look at Gong Hui and blinked meaninglessly, "Could it be that Grand Elder Dasu is waiting for you to be born?"

Gong Hui suddenly felt a little hot on his face, and coughed dryly with his fist, skillfully changing the topic, and at the same time expressing the hearts of several people: "Why doesn't the Great Elder Dasu bring the legion, even if it is more certain to bring a few adults?"

Obviously, another paradox!

It's not that they don't believe in their own abilities, but they don't believe in pretentiousness, and there must be some reason for that.

Yan Shuangjiu looked back at a pair of inquiring eyes, and replied clearly: "I don't know." ”

End of topic!

The heat on Gong Hui's face dropped suddenly, Blind Wind gently rubbed his fingertips against his temples, Nuo Yi lowered his head and studied the drawings in his hand, Gu Rong wiped his horn dagger indifferently, and he was motionless like a Zen man, Shi Yao lowered his eyes and stroked the shawl one by one, Yao Chu and Ba Chuqi couldn't keep up with the rhythm at all.

Tang Ba scratched his chin, but he was not affected by the embarrassing atmosphere, but he was very emotional, "Great Elder Dasu is really silent, is he difficult to get along with?"

Yan Shuangjiu shook his head.

Damba: "Then you won't ......"

"I don't know. ”

Tang Ba's unspoken "curiosity" was just about to erupt, and he made a sharp turn in his mouth, which happened to collide with the words that came up again, and as a result, this sentence was said by Tang Ba a hundred times: "How can this not know?"

"I haven't met Grand Elder Dasu. ”

"Poof~cough-cough-"

The sequelae of not speaking well and Yan Shuangjiu's straightforward answer made Tang Ba's cough hoarse, and even Kanga, who was meditating, was pulled back to Hongchen and turned to Yan Shuangjiu, and he didn't forget to pat Tang Ba's back to help her calm down.

It wasn't just Tang Ba who wasn't calm, everyone here was surprised.

Yan Shuangjiu, as the microphone of the Great Elder, has never seen the microphone himself!?

"It's not cute for a woman to be like you. Blind Wind lazily withdrew the finger poked at his temple, and said unhurriedly, but the content was not so harmonious, "If you still maintain this attitude, I think ...... None of us will go to Blantua with you. ”

Yan Shuangjiu turned a deaf ear, and still insisted on saying: "The prophecy says that you will ......"

Blind Wind pressed the tips of his two fingers on his slightly open red lips, cutting off the intimate contact between the voice and the air, "You don't need to mention the prophecy again, I can tell you now that the prophecy is wrong." ”

"But ......"

"Shhhh

The fingertips that were close at hand touched like a dragonfly, Yan Shuangjiu fanned his big eyes, his movements were very few, but his eyes were cold.

Blind Wind rubbed his fingertips unconsciously, the short-term touch was not as cold and hard as he imagined, but warm and soft, "Did the prophecy say that I would die?"

Yan Shuangjiu learned to be obedient, no longer spoke, and only shook his head to show it.

Blind Wind raised the corners of his mouth, "Did the prophecy say who would win this battle?"

Keep shaking your head.

"So, prophecy isn't omnipotent, right?" The rhetorical question with a demagogic meaning was gentle and gentle, and the blind wind leaned over and approached Yan Shuangjiu little by little, if you ignore the content of the words, there is no doubt that this is the prelude to the kiss, "Then think about it, what else do you have to tell us, okay?"

Tang Ba, who was still thinking about whether Blind Wind had ever died, silently soothed her little heart that kept scurrying, she was just a bystander, if Blind Wind was teasing her, her blood pressure would definitely soar.

It's a pity that the blind wind's "beauty trick" was used on Yan Shuangjiu!

Tang Ba blinked his eyes and waited for the future.

"The remaining sheep green vine has been absorbed. Yan Shuangjiu met that handsome face without changing his face, just stating the facts, "You are human now." ”